Beta read by Shigiya, Paragon of Awesomeness and FabledLife
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-Planet Deviluke-
Planet Deviluke glowed brightly even from the void of space, surrounded by two satellite planets the size of Earth’s moon, orbiting with artificial lights visible upon both of their surfaces, with a myriad of ships traveling in and out of orbit,
The advanced species dominating the galaxy considered this place their home, having protected both its people and its fauna from outside invaders for millennia. On this very day, rather than the calm and peaceful atmosphere, the people of the planet were in a state of momentous joy, celebrating and cheering from the streets as they watched an entire armada of ships descend from the sky. In the middle, a vessel clad in purple and black alloy unlike the others stood out the most, with the imperial insignia clearly visible on its metal hull.
A veritable parade, reserved for only a handful of individuals on the planet.
The hatch hissed open. Two lines of armored soldiers snapped to attention, spears thudding in unison as they knelt before the individual known as the strongest being in the galaxy. Their ruler emerged, a wave of reverence washing over them at being in his presence.
"Your Majesty!" they roared, sending a tremor of echoes through the metal deck.
From the darkness walked out a single individual, not accompanied by any bodyguards as he needed none. He stood tall and clad in dark cloth garments, a fur coat and a necklace of three fangs hung proudly around his neck. Looking vastly different from his time on Earth, Gid Lucione Deviluke exuded an invisible pressure upon everyone who so much as glanced in his direction.
“…”
Silent and stoic, he gave them a single nod of his head before striding purposefully towards the grand royal palace. As he approached, a group of handmaidens scattered in anticipation, forming a path for him to pass through. In the center of their circle stood a woman who radiated with grace and elegance, her pink and white silk garments accentuating her natural beauty and hugging her well-developed figure, making her stand out like a shining jewel among the crowd.
Even the thin veil that hid her face did little to hinder her natural allure.
She bore a striking resemblance to Lala; calling them twins would have been more appropriate — though her being more mature and gifted in many aspects. Sephie Michaela Deviluke smiled tenderly when her eyes fell on her returned husband. Walking towards him, she greeted him with a loving smile.
"Welcome home, dear. I suppose you managed to get some time to check up on our daughters rather than wasting all of your time goofing off and having fun with other pretty girls?" she asked with a clear and calming voice, one which many would have found soothing, if not for the subtle dark aura surrounding her. Though it had an immediate reaction on the emperor, who flinched ever so slightly, his reaction was noted by the woman who squinted her eyes ever so slightly.
“Y-yeah, Lala is doing fine," he responded, cursing the slight stutter that came out of his mouth, his tone slightly strained to keep himself from shivering. "You're wasting your time worrying about her, that brat is just lazing around the human's house all day and goes to ‘school’ of all things. Pft, how ridiculous."
Sephie rolled her eyes. "Well, she does take after a certain someone more than me in some aspects." Her hands went to his cheeks, pinching them gently, an action that made the handmaidens in the back nearly have a heart attack. “And if I remember correctly, the reason you even chose to blow up that planet in the first place was because you wanted to check up on your daughter as soon as possible. Don't use that Civil War nonsense as an excuse, dear. Now what of our other two daughters?”
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